Emotional DevilsA Poem by I Am SvetlanaLips to touch like some horrible symphony. Emotional devils of ocean & earth, the bridge of time into tomorrow. Lost in the story, interact with dreaming. Our breath into another after midnight. Come winter, death knocks. None of my lovers seem to notice. Attracted to the silence, meet me here while I search the night for peace.
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Added on October 9, 2022 Last Updated on October 9, 2022 Author
I Am SvetlanaMadison, WIAbout"If you cannot write well; you cannot think well; if you cannot think well, other's will do your thinking for you." -Oscar Wilde Hello all, my name is Emily Svetlana! I am 30 years old and wo.. more..Writing
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